I’d been married for three years, but I’d never met my husband’s family.
When I came down with a bad cold, I went to a small clinic to buy cold medicine for just 9.9 yuan to save money.
While casually scrolling through videos, I caught sight of my husband at a lavish auction.
He was spending money like water, with a beautiful woman in his arms.
The video blogger said, “You need a fortune of at least a hundred million to sit in at this auction. This is the clear divide between the poor and the rich.”
The rich?
But I still remembered how my husband had refused to buy even a 29.9-yuan condom to save money, making me take 9.9-yuan birth control pills instead.
